When I saw that there will soon be a private jet with the ability to cruise faster than the speed of sound I began to eye my piggy bank with a combination of bloodthirstiness (Jon smash!), disappointment (piggy empty) and delusion (pig made up for illustrative purposes). Still, at 80 million dollars, I figured I could scrape the funds together if I stopped eating and sold a few friends into slavery.
Enjoying the high speed machine porn of the marketing pictures my attention was caught by the wings. Not space age delta efforts but stubby little things. I like my planes but I don’t have a broad range of spotter knowledge; even so those wings reminded me of something…
Finally it came to me, they looked like the wings of the F-104 Starfighter, a plane that most schoolboys of my age remember as much for its name as anything else. The 104 is well known for 2 things:
1. Killing pilots
2. Nearly killing Chuck Yeager
Yeager survived ditching in occupied France, survived the Nazis and broke the sound barrier with a broken rib. Admittedly the 104 that he was flying had a rocket to boost it to extra heights and Yeager didn’t bother to read the operational notes of the plane, but still, he was a fine pilot and the plane nearly killed him.
In light of this I have decided not to order one of these deathtrap flying machines and have elected to stick with the bus instead.